Текст песни I`mmortal (Immortal) - Cryptic Winterstorms
I`mmortal (Immortal) - Cryptic Winterstorms слова песни
[Music: Abbath - Lyrics: Demonaz]A black sunset rises under a funeral skyThe freezing waters below as mirrors made of funeral mistThe blasting sky above and the fullmoon is on the riseMy hair blows in the winds of reapStill I float with the cold diabolical massacre windsOn the bestial wings of evilAbove the mountainside and into cryptic winterstormsI long for eternal frost and black wintersAsIeep is the cold lakes awake in the stars in the skyAnd silent the vaIIeys in the NorthWhere I once were a proud warriorWhere I belong where I bath my soul in doomfirefogWhere I ride deaths cold winds in the battles in the NorthAs a Norse warrior I rode the dark valleysWith longsword in hand sworned to throne dark landsAnd to return to my master in the blue mist of the dying sunsetA black sunset dies under the funeral skyMy hair blows in the winds of reapStill I float with the cold diabolical massacrewindsOn the overshadowed bestial wings of evilAbove the mountainside and into cryptic winterstorms forever